Countdown To 10. Chapter Two.

We had spent the remainder of the school year spending every waking minute with each other.
We went to the beach a lot and walked and talked.
We went to downtown Charleston and walked and talked.
I went home to Indiana with him during spring break. Where he introduced me to his mother ( Hi Paula ! ) as " Mom, this is my woman. " < I never let him forget that either......


As the school year wrapped up Brock and I both had to go back to our respective homes. He to Indiana and me to Massachusetts. Which, when you've got stars in your eyes is REALLY FREAKIN' FAR APART !

I think we spent about 4 or 5 weeks apart from each other.

GAH !
THE PAIN ! THE AGONY !

I'm sure that during this time I was totally off my rector and that if they thought they could have gotten away with it my parents surely would have murdered me.

We talked on the phone A LOT. I do have memories of my mother screaming at me about running up the phone bill.
We sent a lot of cards and letters.
I was like some sort of war bride running to the mailbox everyday.



As the weeks clicked by I had an opportunity to work in Maine for the the summer.
EVEN FURTHER AWAY FROM BROCK ! ! NOOOOO !!!!
I decided that I could no longer do without him, so I got him a job where I was working for the summer.


Upon hearing about said job, Brock got in his car ( an '89 escort ) and drove from Culver, Indiana to North Attleboro, Massachusetts in one day.
Which, if you're interested to know, is 927 miles.

I remember waiting and waiting and waiting for him to get to my house. I knew he was coming and it felt like an ETERNITY !

And then, the doorbell rang. And I ran to get it like my ass was on fire.
We made out on my parent's front porch for at least 5 minutes or so.

We also had ( most deadly silent ) sex on my parent's pull out sofa in the living room in the middle of the night that night.
Shhhh...don't anyone tell my dad.
Don't misunderstand....I took the lid off the cookie jar long before this point.

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Not long ago I asked Brock why he drove from Indiana to Massachusetts in one day.
This is what he said;

" I was 20, horny and I HAD TO SEE YOU ! "

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The neat little bow on the end of this chapter is that Brock asked me to marry him ( he had a ring and everything ! ) at the end of the summer.
We'd been together for less than a year.
I'm sure everyone we knew thought we were totally nuts.

Random Brock fact #2:
My mother was completely enamored with Brock upon first meeting him as he has proved to be the only person in the universe that can make reasonably behave myself - something she was never able to achieve.


Chapter 3 tomorrow.

XO
Bunny

Countdown To 10.

Seeing as how our 10th anniversary is this week I thought that perhaps I would regale all of you with amusing tales of our relationship though the years - or perhaps just a little chronology of events thus far.

Chapter One.

Brock and I met on December 3, 1995. We were introduced by our mutual friend Walter. Walter felt very strongly that Brock and I belonged together and was determined to make it so.
(I'm not sure if I've ever told you guys this before, so forgive me if I'm repeating myself. )
Walter used to bring Brock over to the apartment where I lived with Therese & Katra and after about 15 minutes of socializing Walter would get up and leave, leaving Brock at my apartment with me. Alternately to this, Walter also used to come over to my apartment and get me and tell me that we were going to go out - when really all he would do was drive me over to where Brock was living at the time, dump me there and leave after about 15 minutes.

I'm not entirely sure if it was a desperate attempt to get Walter off our backs or if we were really starting to dig each other, but we ended up going on a date five nights later - December 8th, 1995.

Brock insists that I shot him down in his 1st attempt to ask me out.
I prefer not to think of it this way.
I felt kind of bad for Brock that Walt was dumping him with me all the time. At that time Brock was really incredibly shy and I really felt that he didn't like me at all- really I was trying to give him an out as if to say " Look dude, I know Walt's been putting you up to all this and it's really OK if you just want to take off - no hard feelings. "

As it turns out Brock did actually like me.
I think it took slightly longer for me to warm up to him - as I have said he was incredibly shy and really didn't say much of anything to me for at least three weeks.

But he kept asking me out and I kept saying yes.
And on these dates I talked and talked and talked - probably wildly gesticulating and talking about something completely inane and ridiculous.
And Brock continued to say nothing much - mostly he listened to me yammer on and on and on.

I couldn't figure out why he kept asking me out as really all it seemed we were doing was a whole lot of me talking and him listening.

(Several years later Brock admitted to me that he was quite smitten with me at the time - that the other girls just weren't like me....)

Then Christmas break happened and we both went home for the holidays. I have no memory as to whether or not we called each other during this time. However I believe during this time Brock's brother Bill tried introducing him to another young lady whom he's said he was just not interested in.

We both ended up back on campus early and well before our respective roommates.

The first night we were back Brock came over to my place and we talked all night long.
We talked until at least 5:30 in the morning.
We could not get enough of each other.
We've been together ever since.

And in case you were wondering - he kissed me first.


Random Brock fact #1:
When I met Brock he would/did not wear jeans. At all. Ever.

Tune into tomorrow for Chapter 2.

Xo
Bunny.

The Personification Of Cool.

They just don't make them like they used to.

RIP Paul.

Taiwan ( squared ).

WHFC called....AGAIN. More specifically our social worker Jane called. She left a message on my cell yesterday wanting make sure that we ABSOLUTELY want to apply to the Taiwan program and said application's repercussions on our application that is currently collecting dust in China **.

She asked that I call her to discuss our options. I guess she feels this warrants further discussion.

:::::::sigh::::::::

At this point I'm not entirely sure what other options we have.
Some countries won't even take us.
Other countries we were going to apply to have since closed.
We can't even apply to get a child from DCF.
And - old news here - we certainly won't be having our own biological children.

Am I disgruntled ? Not currently.
Perhaps you would have gotten a different answer from me a year ago.
Brock and I have made peace with the fact that we may never have a family. And it is really OK with us.

I find it slightly amusing when well meaning, well intentioned but highly misinformed people say stuff to me like;

" Oh, they'll call you any day now..."

and

" Can't you just call them and ask what is taking so long ? "


I suppose it would be just that easy it Disney had it's own adoption agency. Then maybe a little blue bird would show up on my window sill, singing happy little songs to me and small woodland creatures would beckon me to the Forest and in a sun bathed clearing would be a cherub cheeked baby waiting for me to take it home.

OK, I got way off base there for a sec, sorry.

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I guess I blinked first. My much coveted duvet was on sale at Target yesterday - so I bought it.

Also, I had a mole check with my new dermatologist yesterday and she told me I have " nice moles ". I took it as a compliment.
My grandmother used to call my moles " beauty marks ".

Happy Saturday All !

Xooo
Bunny

**Our file has not even made it into the review room yet, and our 18 mo. LIDiversarry was last week.

Retro Music Friday.

I had many, many ideas swirling in my head for this week's video. I was really having a difficult time making a decision. Really. I heard this song on the car radio yesterday, which, come to think of it is the only place I listen to the radio anymore....but I digress.

I've loved this song for as long as I can remember. Brock however, well, let's just say this song lacks the street cred he looks for in retro tunes. When he hears this song he gets that look on his face like he'd rather me smack him in the forehead repeatedly with a soup ladle.

I've always said our musical tastes differ.

Although he is quite fond of THIS SONG, which surprises me quite frankly.

And another thing - did you know that Brock has NO MEMORY of Solid Gold ! I know, I'm just as shocked as you are. I LOVED Solid Gold !

At any rate, this is Matthew Wilder. Rhapsody has him categorized at singer-songwriter. Which sort of implies a Harry Chapin-James Taylor sort of feel - which I don't get from him. I think the only thing he may have in common with the singer-songwriter ilk is a strong resemblance to Jim Croce. It's sort of like he's Jim Croce's only-moderately-successful-younger-brother.

This song was released in 1983. I was 7 and in the 1st -2nd grade.

Enjoy.

XO

Bunny

Taiwan, Again.

WHFC called again yesterday to enquire as to whether or not we are still interested in applying to the Taiwan program.
And I'm all like, " Duh...gee, hmmm....would we still like a kid ? Hmm...gotta think on that one. "

Of course I called back today and said " YES PLEASE, WE'D STILL LIKE TO BECOME PARENTS BEFORE WE DIE ! "

So it turns out that WHFC may have an opening for the Taiwan program sometime in the future. They are not exactly sure when.

OK, so the purpose of them calling me was what ? I'm not really sure.
But they might call us sometime in the future for a possible opening.

Like I said to my friend Zen Darrell today, when most people want to have a family they screw and hope for the best.
Not us.
Apparently we are incapable of doing anything the easy way.

XO
Bunny.

Subject: Different Priorities.

This was excerpted from an email I sent Steph on Saturday AM.
Enjoy - and please try not to be too offended.



Hey -
Not you and I. No no, that would be the hubs and I.
Just last night I was coveting a new duvet @ Target.
I know, I'm a cheap date......
I really liked this duvet. I mean really. It so fit the vision of what I want our new bedroom to be.
And since our mortgage was fully approved yesterday I felt that perhaps is was OK to splurge a little.

I have to say, I've been very...ahh...restrained in my purchases lately. I've really been trying hard to be good - which has been quite a job for me. I've always said that my halo was affixed to a set of horns with duct tape....or perhaps super glue - SG being more visually appealing.
My only recent extravagances this week have been one ( ONE ! ) trip to Starbucks and some new eye shadow.
Needless to say, this duvet was calling my name.
" Oh happy consumer....you want me...I am a beautiful duvet...I have matching shams....BUY ME ! "

However, I was standing next to the hubs who gave me that disapproving look that I swear he learned from my mother.
So I put the duvet down to let him believe he'd won this battle.

This morning I was looking at Target.com to see if by some retail miracle the duvet would be a little less expensive online....I had to build my case.
Alas, it was the same price online as in the store. Which only left me to concoct Plan C - which I'm even entirely sure what that is yet.

So this morning the Hubs throws a magazine down in front of me. More to the point it was the back of Runner's World where they have all the ads.
There is an ad from Adam & Eve advertising 50% off all purchases for subscribers of said magazine.
FYI ( though I'm sure you already know this..) Adam & Eve are the purveyors of.....ahhemm.....adult novelties.
The hubs told me to check it out, meaning......go ahead and buy sex toys.
Really, who can pass up a deal for 50% off sex toys ? Certainly not Brock.
This is where his Paula encoded frugality DNA comes into play I guess.

I was at first apoplectic, then I was miffed.
He had the nerve to give me a bunch of shit about wanting to buy a new duvet - but somehow sex toys are OK ???

I fail to see how the purchase of a duvet will surely put us into financial ruin, but by God, sex toys are somehow the on ramp of the road to salvation.

:::::::::::Sigh:::::::::

XO
Me

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At this point ( Monday night ) we neither have a new duvet or sex toys.
I wonder who is gonna blink first ?

XO
Bunny

18.

18 flippin' months of waiting.

:::::::sigh::::::::

XO

Bunny.

P.S. # 18 on the Sox is Dice-K.

Oh yeah, The President.....he's a real winner.

Retro Music Friday - A Day Late.

Sorry I'm a little late with this. Brock and I got really busy helping Chris move yesterday and well, the day just kinda got away from me.

OK, now that that is out of the way we can proceed with this week's RMF. This is She Works Hard For The Money by Donna Summer. As you'll remember from previous RMFs there are certain songs that remind me of certain people, places and / or events. Every time I hear this song I think of Steph.Steph runs her own business and she works quite hard for the money. So, mad props to Steph.

This song was released in 1983. I was seven and in the 2nd grade. My 2nd grade teacher was Mrs. Glode and I remember liking her quite a bit. My class was the last year she taught before she retired. She had one foot in the grave when I was in the 2nd grade, so I'm sure she's probably passed on by now.

BTW, did you know that Donna Summer is from Boston ?

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In other news;

My mother and my co-worker Teresa are now proud new owners of kittens. My mom named her kitten Maggie and I believe Teresa named her kitten Genghis Chat ( silent H ).

Our mortgage was approved yesterday ! WOOOOO HOOOOO !! Not that we were worried that it wasn't going to be, it's just official now. We're planning on moving on Halloween.

XO

Bunny

No (Wo)Man Is An Island.

I've discovered this week that there are A LOT of people out there in the world who share the same feelings about stuff that I do.
And all along I was feeling a bit more than eccentric in my opinions about some things.


Although, my sister had this " boyfriend " for a long time that always told me I was too opinionated. I remember him asking me frequently if there was anything I did not have an opinion about.
Then I always told him that it was my opinion that he was a total shithead.
My sister dumped him quite a few years ago - after she discovered that he was a total shithead.

But I digress.

So, what opinions do others share with me that I've only discovered recently you ask ?
Here we go - bullet style;

* The guys on BCN were RIPPING on Dane Cook the other day. OH MY GOD ! FINALLY !
Someone else agrees with me that Dane Cook IS NOT FUNNY ! AT ALL !

* The guys at Jammin' 94.5 were expressing just this morning that if you are a grown ass adult w/o kids you have NO BUSINESS being at Disney World. Here here !
My friend Kathy and I have been around this topic many times. This is usually how our conversations go;


Me: " Brock and I are going to Florida next month. "
Kath: " Are you going to Disney ?"
Me: " Fuck no !"
Kath: " People don't believe me when I tell them I know someone who goes to FLA and does not go to Disney. "


* Rachel Ray is the devil. I'm glad someone else sees this.


* Anthony Bourdain is one old dude that I'd like to hang with. And his show rocks.

XO

Bunny

A Little Known Fact.....

After three cocktails Wham will be the best music you've ever heard in your life.

I love Wham.
Really.
It's my dirty little secret.


Xooo
Bunny

More Fun With The Scanner; Bunny Through The Years '76-'79

I thought you guys would enjoy these....

The back of this pic is dated Summer of '76.

I'm gonna venture to guess that I was

probably six months old.

Love the bag on my head.

I guess my parents thought they were

pretty damn funny.

BTW, I look A LOT like my dad in this pic.

This pic is dated Feb. 1978 @ Disney. I wasn't quite two.

Doing the math, my dad was 27 in this pic.

My sister wasn't born yet.

Although I have accused my parents

of conceiving my sister during this trip to Disney,
they both deny this.

BTW, I think this is where my

affinity for red shoes started.

The blizzard of '78. I still was not quite two.

Notice the red boots......

Perhaps my sister was conceived then ?

Hmmm....

Summer of '78 - Horseneck beach in R.I.

OK, my sister was most definitely on the way....

BTW, the T-shirt reads Grand Canyon

as my grandparents and my aunt had

recently driven cross country and

brought me this shirt.

Christmas '79.

I was about three and a half.

My sister was almost one.

Brock thinks my lower face is

unchanged since this time.

If memory serves me correctly

the umbrella was merely a small

part of a larger ensemble that included

shoes and a purse.

BTW, my 'rents had orange walls and

ORANGE SHAG CARPET.

It was very Three's Company.

I realize that I perhaps sound a little disgruntled about my sister's entrance into the world. Perhaps I shouldn't have used the words accused and deny regarding my sister's conception. Brock said I make it sound like they commited a crime.

I love my sister, I really do. There is a really cute pic of the two of us when we were about three and one. I'll have to find it and post it one day.

Have a lovely weekend.

Xooo

Bunny

Retro Music Friday - More Song Binging.

This was not my original inspiration for today's RMF. I was looking for Aretha Franklin's Make It With You live from The Filmore West 1971, but alas, it is proving too difficult to find this on a video.
This is The Closer I Get To You by Donny Hathaway and Roberta Flack. I've been song binging on this tune for about three or four days now. I just love the simplicity of this love song.It it beautifully written and sung. In my research I've found that they went to Howard University together. They had other duets that are equally as lovely to this, including Where Is The Love.

This song peaked on the charts in February of 1978. I was not yet two and my sister was not born yet.

Enjoy.

Xooo

Bunny

Not Making The Freebie List......Yet.

I have song binged on this snappy little ode to hooking up for the past 24 hours. I love it. BTW, this is John Legend feat. Andre 3000 from Outcast. I LOVE THIS SONG !!

Although it's not like I have to make much of an effort to get............hooked up. Really, as long as I don't have food in my teeth or horrible BO it's pretty much a sure thing. But hey, The Mister is cool like that.

THIS is my other favorite John Legend song - the ode to the afternoon shag. This tune happens to be on my Zune.

Did you know that John Legend has THE EXACT SAME birthday as my sister ?

Did you also know that Andre 3000 is Erykah Badu's babydaddy ?

That's all I have for now. Hasta !

Xoooo

Bunny

Just When I Was Starting To Feel Unappreciated.

I got this lovely piece of jewelry from one of my clients and his sister. The picture does not do it justice, it is really quite lovely - and handmade.

This particular client informed me today that he " had a present " for me.
I asked what it was and he wouldn't tell me, but he assured me that I would like it.

After I opened the box and tried it on ( to which he absolutely beamed, SO CUTE ! ) I thanked him profusely to which he said;

" Yeah, my sister really likes you. "

The whole exchange we had today made me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside.
I guess the Universe is sort of apologizing for dry humping my psyche all this time.


XO
Bunny

More Unfun Than Fun.

To borrow a phrase from Dooce, the Universe has really dry humped my psyche this summer. I know this is going to read as entirely unspecific - but I realized today that I've been owning a lot of other people's emotional baggage and making it my own. I've done a lot of hand wringing and nail biting over issues that clearly do not belong to me.

Like Elton John's 448th re-release of a greatest hits CD - it's the same old crap repackaged in a shiny new wrapper. It's the same game as before, only with different players. That is to say that I've gone down this road with others in the past and it took me YEARS to extricate myself from that.

Side Note:
One thing ( amongst many - too many to list here ) that my sister and I do not have in common is the way we tend to view the world. She tends to see things in absolutes, black and white, yes and no. I sure as hell respect her conviction in her beliefs and view of the world - I wish I could make it work for me.
I happen to live in all the shades of gray and maybes. Sometimes I wish life could be as clearly defined as my sister can make it for her. Certainly would make things a whole hell of a lot easier for me.
But sometimes things are not as absolute or as clearly defined as we'd like them to be.

More to the point - I've let other people treat me unfairly and make me feel like a total douche for crap I've not done. Alternately to this I've also allowed people into my life whom have presented themselves under false pretenses and proceeded to deceive me and screw with my head. Maybe it's making them feel better by making me feel like a horse's ass and alternately screwing with my emotions, but their issues are clearly their own.
Don't misunderstand me - I can certainly be guilty of a lot- but in this instance I am entirely clean. All of my actions have been correct and entirely above board - even if some fail to believe this.

So - as I'm sure most of you are scratching your heads by now - I'll leave you with my Universe-Psyche-Humping soundtrack courtesy of Mick & Co.











The moral of today's post is that if someone (or someones ) are treating you unfairly or transferring their emotional baggage onto you, dear readers, you deserve better.

XOO
Bunny

Retro Music Friday - One Of These Things Is Not Like The Other.

I was talking with Steph yesterday and we both decided that we like The Psychedelic Furs. In fact, I had forgotten how much I liked them until yesterday. As it reads on the video - this was from 1982. I was 6 and in the 1st grade. My 1st grade teacher was Mrs. Keating. I think she has since passed on.

Lately there seems to be a lot of music that I had forgotten that I liked until just recently.

Like Toni Braxton;

This song was released in 1996. I was 20 and believe it or not, I know this is nuts now, you know, looking back - Brock and I had gotten engaged that year. AT 20 ! We both agree that we had NO IDEA how young we were at that time.

BTW, did you know she's ( Toni Braxton ) is supposed to be on DWTS this fall ?

So there you have it. Two equally righteous songs that have nothing in common.

Enjoy.

XOO

Bunny

P.S. Because I love you guys I'm going to give you a small piece of advice -

Don't take Cipro on an empty stomach......BAD, BAD, BAD, IDEA !

Tendonitis Schmendonitis.

If I were a MLB ball player I'd be on the DL right now.
I have tendonitits in my left thumb and it hurts like a MO-FO !
I'm currently wrapped up in an ace bandage as to not " let my thumb flop around" as my Dr. said.
So, I'm temporarily sidelined from packing.

XO
Bunny

He's Not Making The Freebie List.

But I think I have somewhat of a crush on Craig Ferguson.

Maybe it's the accent, or perhaps that jaunty sense of humor.

BTW, I found this clip HERE.

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Still packing away over here. I got most of the book shelves and DVDs packed up yesterday.

Today I'm hoping to get to the serving dishes and the laundry room.

I guess I'll get as far as I can before I run out of boxes.

XO

Bunny

Let The Packing Begin.

58 days until we close on the house.
59 days until moving day.

Xooo
Bunny